Death, You Shifty Sleazeball

Death flirted with me once.
He grinned at me with gleaming teeth
He held my hands, told me to breathe
We watched the stars and chatted

Death told me of his underworld.
All was peaceful, all was black
He said I'd never have to go back
Despite the people I'd left there

Death told me only to go to sleep
He told me he'd take the world away
Told me all I should ask was for him to stay
And he would, he said to me

But my world is filled with people, Death.

They need me alive and one day, I hope,

I'll need me alive too.

The Many-Fingered Monster

A many-fingered monster
lives inside my brain
He puts clouds around my stars
And manipulates my rain
My alarm clocks ring
In a deafening tone
And they join in with the bell
Of an unanswered phone
But my many-fingered monster
Does whatever he chooses
He doesn't answer phones
Or click on any snoozes

I have a piano
That plays tunes inside my head
While I'm working in the world
Or lying in my bed
And the one that plays the piano
Has a scent that lingers
His smile is sly
And he has many fingers
His hair is unwashed
And his shoes are untied
He knows where I run to
And he knows where I hide

He looks after my thoughts
When they try to escape
He replays them repeatedly
on his cassette tape
His face is awash
With a benign grin of pleasure
When my heart wants to stop
Or I'm under the weather
He shows me comfort
He carries me home
He says I may be lonely
But I am never alone

My many-fingered monster
Sees through my eyes
He spits poison at people
And uncovers their lies
We leave phones unanswered
My monster and I
We won't stop the music
Even when I try
I don't know where he came from
Which rolling seas, which sailing ships
But I think he's just convinced me
That my head is where he lives.

The Sinkers, The Mountains, The Chains

There are sinkers attached to my eyelids

And clouds that serve as reminders 

Of the darkness living inside us

They're fogging up thought in my brain

There are mountains attached to my shoulders

Made of money and Microsoft folders

I thought they were designed to hold us

But it looks like we're holding them 

There are chains attached to my feet

To all but me, they're discreet

I want nothing than just to retreat 

Back to the comfort of closing my eyes

The world shouts, "you fool, come join us!

Stop living in dusty corners

Look at the happiness that which adorns us

Don't you want some of this too?" 

They can't see the sinkers, the mountains, the chains

My shattered undetectable pains

The thoughts that drive me insane 

And I'm not sure if I'm just being lazy 

I'll have to remember that everything ends

it's comforting, because thats when it all mends

And then the universe quietly sends 

Something which is only beginning